One morning when he wakes up something is just wrong. A weird feeling is going up and down his
spine and he doesn't really know what's up or down. Something is haunting Psilodump. He's packing his
bags and sets out on a journey...

Now when he's standing here, with his bag in one hand and his Dick Tracy novel in the other, prepared to
travel far, he doesn't know at all what awaits him...

And that may be good, because if he knew about all the ghouls, all the swamp eating pirates, all the
golden zombies, would he then leave...?

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